Yuanchun struggled to sit up, reached into the chest of drawers, and pulled out a small bag of rice, handing it to her eldest son. "Cook it into a thick porridge. I have a few eggs here, too; steam a bowl of egg custard with them."
As if by magic, Yuanchun produced another seven or eight eggs from the cupboard.
Daqiang’s eyes lit up. "Mom, with so many eggs, if we save them and steam one egg custard a day, we can eat them for a long time!"
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